Make It
Barry Lee %26 the 4-Evers Lyrics

I said, I'm trynna make it out
Nobody wanna see it
If momma said that I could do it
Shit man, I believe it
Please don't think that I'm a rapper
Man, this shit just easy
I see them numbers they put up, man
I knew that I could beat em'
Cause I'm from the boogie down Bronx
Where it get lonely and dark
Grew up in one of the loneliest parts
Either you eat, or you starve
Either you small, or you large
Got 20/20 for the phonies and fakes
Made you my brother, was sharing my plate
You telling these suckers some rumors about
How I'm down and I'm out, stop with the games
I was observing and waiting dog
Playing chess with my pawns
Just weeding em' out
Who really my dawg
Can't see through the fog
When shit hits the fan
Is you gon' risk it all
I'm rocking my Liphe tee
I'm so icey
Yea this drip from the feet to the fitted
You got to admit it
They hating, they hating
We cultivating
The lyrics we using and put em' to rest
Put em' to rest
Feel like every day and every night
I get put through a test
Bullets through vests
That's what they was talking, when they was online
I see em' in person, they try to give dap
We ain't into that, just stop all the cap
I keep it a stack
They recognizing we the dream team
Got a mean scheme, trynna put in play
Give a fuck what they say
When I get to the top
Just remember the name
And we gon' stay the same
Ain't no squares in the circle
Ty be chillin, while I smoke on the purple
Ant gon' pull up and he rolling the urkel
We just keep going up
We just keep going up
Ain't no set that we throwing up
Cause I'm from the boogie down Bronx
Where it get lonely and dark
Grew up in one of the loneliest parts
SKRTTTTT